She gave a wordless answer to his question and simply nodded, before closing her eyes and leaning into his touch, looking beyond relieved. "Thank you." Her hand moved up to rest on the one he had put on her cheek. "Tartaglia?"

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"... Take me with you." It wasn't her demanding... More like her begging, as if the thought of being here alone without him was one she couldn't stand. "I'll make myself useful, I promise." She swore.

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"Where... Where are they sending you?" She approached while fidgeting, eyes looking for his but often drifting to the clothes and luggage in front of him. Truth be told, she felt concern before even knowing where he was going.

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Happens to walk past the open room, peeking in and frowning. "Dear?" Worried tone of voice.

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It did burn when applied, but the sensation didn't last. Inhaling deeply, she relaxed and leaned against him, pecking his cheek. "Thank you." She murmured seriously, her tone of voice filled with gratitude.

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